Jun 10
There is a heart-wrenching, heart-in-the-throat component to compassion. An unreasonable demand that floods to fill the soul, cresting higher and higher until it runs against our purposed blindness and tackles the guards of the eye. Forcing sight where we prefer blindness. The heart pulls us away from compassion because it can lie so bitter within us, causing a death in miniature, a depression and sorrow of self that forces us to listen to our hearts, to listen to our dreams, to listen inward to what once pushed us outward and onward.
